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Chapter 17: Picking up Leaks and Visiting

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    It turned out that when Song Yanyin picked up a few things, the people around the small vendor had already noticed that the people who came and went to the Antique Street were basically older people or those who had just entered the antique industry and wanted to try their luck.

    Children like Song Muyin who should be still in school in their teens are really rare. Later, after hearing what the peddler said was more straightforward, I wanted to hear what the little girl had to say, so I thought it was a stop to watch the fun, who  It's so interesting knowing that this is really a lively event. It turns out that this little girl also knows that buying antiques has to be bargained, and even this price is too hard to bargain. Thinking about it makes people happy.

    This is not a vegetable market. The amount of transactions is several tens of dollars, at most hundreds of dollars. Here, even small vendors who set up stalls here and there can make hundreds of thousands of dollars in a day, and there are often tens of thousands of dollars. Sometimes even more  Gao, now a little girl who is still studying comes and bargains tens of thousands of things into two hundred yuan. Does she think this is a clothing store to buy clothes?  This matter is really too fun and too funny, didn't you see that the little peddler's face turned blue?

    Hahaha

    "Er Ding, I think this little girl really bought it sincerely, or you can sell it to her at a cheaper price, hahaha"

    Next to the peddler, another person who specializes in selling all kinds of porcelain and antiques joked.

    The small vendor's original annoyance also disappeared in the laughter of these people, but he still scolded that person with a bitter smile on his face.

    In fact, everyone knows, is the price quoted by the little girl low?  is really low!  But do small traders pay?  It's really not worth it!  Surrounded by people who have been doing business together all year round, everyone knows what each other is like, and today I just joked a few words because I saw this little girl having fun.  It is a rule that other bystanders are not allowed to intervene during the transaction.

    Even if you can see that others are selling fakes, as long as the buyer is willing, others will not be able to comment.

    Antiques are all about what you like and what you like.

    In the end, the peddler still looked at Song Muyin with a smile, "Little girl, add a little more, I really can't sell it at this price."

    Um??

    Song Yanyin looked around suspiciously, "Two hundred and twenty yuan, forget it if you don't sell it, I'll pick other ones."

    a small vendor:

    This is really nothing to say, if you say you want to add a little bit, you really added a little bit, and what you added was the price you quoted for the copper coin before, even the price of the copper coin was cut down in one knife, fifty changed to five yuan, equal to two  The little merchant sold it for the price of four copper coins, and the small bronze saddle was worth twenty yuan?

    Song Muyin's words made the small vendor helpless, and at the same time made the people around him laugh again.

    Some people even joked, "Yes, little girl, come and see me, I'll give you a cheap price, hahaha"

    In the end, Song Yanyin didn't go shopping elsewhere. She bought four copper coins and a bronze miniature saddle for two hundred and twenty yuan. She turned around and went back home amidst the sound of jokes

    It wasn't until she got home that Song Muyin really calmed down. After all, she picked up this sky-high priced antique.

    At this moment, there was a knock on the door of "Dong Dong", and a gentle male voice shouted softly.

    "Is there anyone at home?"

    Song Yanyin casually put the small saddle and copper coins on the table, got up and walked towards the kitchen. There was a small window in the kitchen facing the direction of the gate. Song Yanyin was alone at home, and Chang'an Avenue was close to the train station.  The small alleys extending in all directions are very unsafe.

    At this time, when she heard a stranger knocking on the door, Song Yanyin inevitably became a little more careful and wanted to have a look before talking.

    I saw a man and a woman standing not far from the window. They were well dressed and did not look like people who came to this kind of place. Song Muyin didn't understand why this person knocked on the door of her house.  The men outside were also very keen on Song Muyin's gaze, and then turned their heads to meet Song Muyin's curious gaze and smiled gently and politely.

    After discovering Song Muyin, the man turned around and took the hand of the woman beside him, walked quickly to the window, and asked with a sincere smile on his face, "Hi girl, are you Miss Song Muyin, right?"

    "March into"

    The woman obviously wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the man waving his hand, but the expression on that face was not very good-looking, and she looked around with a bit of disgust, and lightly stomped the high heels on her feet a few times, until  The man turned his head and gave her a warning look before putting on a false smile and smiling at Song Yanyin.

    Song Muyin didn't care about the woman's behavior, she just looked into the man's eyes and returned to "Uncle, youHow do you know that I am Song Yanyin? Did you find this place?  If I remember correctly I don't know you.  "

    It may be that Song Muyin's tone was not polite. The expression on the woman's face changed subconsciously, and then her brows were slightly frowned. She opened her mouth to say something because she was concerned about her husband.  sideways.

    "Hi girl, I wonder if you still remember the call to the police a few days ago? I am the father of the victim. My name is Feng Jinjun. I brought my wife here today to express my gratitude in person.  .¡±

    After finishing speaking, maybe seeing that the girl on the other side looked a little bit wrong, he hurriedly said, "Is it convenient to open the door and let our husband and wife go in and then talk."

    Song Muyin carefully looked into the man's eyes and found that there was no look of contempt in his eyes from the beginning to the end. Then he turned and left the kitchen, walked to the door and opened it.

    "The conditions in the house are poor, I hope Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng will forgive me."

    Isn't it just Mr. and Mrs., these two people can tell at a glance that their identities are not simple, and Song Muyin feels that it is not against harmony to call them Mr. and Mrs.

    Feng Jinjun took Chen Meifang and walked into this small house of less than 40 square meters in total. He found that although the house was simple, it was well-decorated and well-organized. It was obvious from a glance that the people who live in it usually love cleanliness.

    Therefore, the expression on Feng Jinjun's face became better and better, and just a few short conversations between the two of them, Feng Jinjun found that the little girl in front of him had a dignified expression, and she was not at all timid when facing strangers.  It's not that Feng Jinjun didn't see it and was dissatisfied, he just thought that it was not good to scold him outside, so he could only warn with his eyes, but the little girl in front of him could turn a blind eye, and he didn't know what kind of parents and elders could do it.  To teach such excellent children.

    After Song Yanyin brought the two of them into the room, he dragged out the two stools under the table to invite them to sit down, then got up and went to the kitchen to take out two glasses and gave them two cold drinks.

    "My mother is not at home, only Liang Bai Kai can entertain the two of you at home, I'm sorry."

    In fact, Song Yanyin didn't even want to pour boiled water, but after all, the visitor was a guest, and although this woman's attitude was very unpleasant, but this man was always polite, and Song Yanyin's face was not good, and it was too ugly.  , Song Muyin also wanted to know what the two of them wanted to do. They said they were visiting to say thank you, but how could anyone show their faces when they thanked them

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